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MARROCOS

and the beginning of this journey...

“Impressions of Marrakesh

Last day in Cidade Ocre

Last coffee on the terrace of Café de France, before getting on the plane that will take me home...

Morocco was... revealing, dizzying, intense and at the same time kind and welcoming. All these feelings together and piled up like the houses inside the Medina. I've been to the old city, the new city, the High Atlas Mountains and the Sahara Desert!

So many contrasts... and suddenly, the biggest contrast that occurs to me is that wealth and extreme poverty live side by side, that religion and atheism are neighbors, that the authoritarian monarchy coexists with a kind of imported modernity... .Motorcycles, cars, pedestrians and donkeys in small alleys... and everything makes sense in organized chaos.

Women in burkas, women in miniskirts, Arabs with Berbers and foreigners of so many nationalities... what a mix of colors, sounds and sensations... and over the course of a week I felt at home. I traveled alone and made Spanish, French, Filipino, Arab and Berber friends... I gave everyone a smile that I always received in return!

Choukran “

As I wrote these words I knew that in some way I would forever be linked to Morocco... it wasn't just any trip, it wasn't just another destination to add to the set of flags or magnets on the fridge.